[Have a shrug, Tali. Hell if she knows the science behind it.] You'd have to ask Chakwas. But I always thought it didn't even matter. Either you drank enough tequila to get smashed, or you didn't. [She reaches across the bar for another bottle (one more friendly to those with levo-amino acids) and a shot glass, pouring herself a shot.] You think you feel tipsy faster with that straw?